Septiishu/Amyplier Music One Shots

When I was your man

Song: Bruno Mars: When I was your man
//Amyplier//

⚠ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠
Depression

Mark's POV

-Amy, how many times have I told you? I NEED to work!
-I've heard it COUNTLESS times! Just try to have a little fun! I know you hate your office job!
-I do, but don't you fucking understand?! I need the money!
-Well maybe you wouldn't have money problems if we moved in together!
-I told you I'm not ready yet!
-You're just a fucking pussy! We've been together for THREE YEARS! If you can even call it "being together". Every single time I ask you if we can go to a party or a club we have a fight then we break up for a couple of days. Later you come to me pleading and saying things like you've changed, but you really didn't! But not this time! I'm breaking up with you. FOR REAL! And DON'T come pleading and apologising to me! WE'RE DONE!
-AMY...

She stormed out. I try to calm myself down, but I can't. I know I won't be able to continue my work, so I lie on the couch. She's never been this mad at me, he'll forget about it in like, 3-4 days.

About a week later

I've been texting Amy the past couple days, but she hasn't replied. Today we're meeting up with some of our friends. I just arrived at the cafe. Looks like I'm the last. Tyler, Ethan, Kathryn and Amy are already there, sitting at one of the tables.
I get there and greet all my friends... Except for Amy. She's ignoring me again. But I've had enough.

-Amy, we need to talk.
-No Mark. I said we're done!
-But I...
-I'm sick of your fucking empty promises! I told you! I gave you a million chances! I'm tired of it! Get over me! Find another girl you can use and annoy with your shit! Why did I even come here?! I'm gonna go.

I sit down. I feel dizzy. I bury my face into my hands. I can't believe it. She left... Forever.

-I'm sorry you had to see that. I should go home.
I quietly say to my friends. They just nod.

One month later

I feel empty. I don't have power to do anything. I've lost at least 5 pounds.
I should go out. I haven't been outside for weeks. Maybe I could go to Amy's favourite dance club. It would remind me of her but... It's not like I don't think about her all the time anyway.

After I arrive at the club I sit down at the bar and ask for a bottle of water. Not because I can't process alcohol and I'd get alcohol poisoning, I honestly don't give a fuck about that right now. I just hate being drunk.

I open the bottle and as I look up, I see Amy... With a guy. She seems so happy. A new song comes on and everyone starts slow dancing. It's When I was your man from Bruno Mars.
I notice something nobody else seems to see. Amy's singing along.

I pay attention to the lyrics. They actually describe my feelings except... I don't want another guy being with her!

I know! I can play the guitar! I'm going to learn this song and sing it to her!

A week later

It's 9 pm. I'm standing under Amy's first floor apartment's window. I take a deep breath and start playing the guitar. After a couple of seconds she opens her window. I start singing.
I just look into her eyes the whole time.
Into her bright, chocolate eyes.
After I finish I start talking before Amy gets a chance to say anything.

-Amy. This time I'm not making empty promises. I love you. I'll quit my job and get one which lets me have free time. We can move in together. We can go to the dance club. All you have to do is say yes to my question. Will you be my girlfriend again?